While the entire political punditry world is caught up in yet another horserace, major tenets of the Republican party's faith seem to be crumbling. Their bedrock ideology is revealing itself, in multiple ways, of having been built on sand all along.
There's a way out of this mess. It's an easy one, really, although it does require some suspension of disbelief on everyone's part. Just change the date on the floor of Congress. No, not the date on the bill, the actual date.
What began as an innocent attempt by Kevin to enjoy the outdoors with his mini dachshund and get some exercise ended up turning into a crazy encounter with a fan who just happened to be camping in his car with "the longest telephoto lens in the world."
While there's no denying that we need working beliefs, we can get along quite nicely without absolutes. We need only resist elevating beliefs into eternal verities. To know who we are does not mean we know who we'll become.
How many people do you know who are extremists on either side? My guess is not many. Yet these are the types of conversations that dominate politics and the media today. They take away from the truth and heart of human matters while fanning flames of antagonism and disunity.
Whether or not you personally love their work, it is difficult to dismiss the impact of the French New Wave. To reinforce this strongly held position, here is a pungent mix of Truffaut, Godard and Rohmer.
In the fantastical world of fundamentalist religiopolitics, it is acceptable for Glenn Beck to call Obama a racist, but not acceptable to question the racial motives behind the frighteningly ignorant attacks on Obama.